After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 80 Don't touch me

As usual, after Gu Cizhou delivered Tao Yiran to the door of the hotel, he was invited to sit in for a while.

But for some reason, the image of Zhong Wan suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he thought of some unclear relationship between her and He Yu.

Gu Cizhou instantly lost the intention to go in and sit down.

He took his arm out of Tao Yiran's hand and smiled: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Tao Yiran looked at Gu Cizhou's leaving back, the ignorant and cute smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

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Early the next morning, Zhong Wan rushed to the set.

The interior scene has been set up, and the staff is setting up the equipment.

Today's filming is about Li Luo being captured by the Demon Sage and brought back to the Demon Realm. He wanted to suck out the golden demon energy that had been quietly put into her body. When everything was ready, the Master of the Qingshan Sword Sect came to rescue her.

Zhong Wan enters the waiting room to wait for the play.

Not long after, Fang Yuanjia also entered the lounge.

He glanced at Zhong Wan who was looking down at his phone, his lips twitched a few times, and he squeezed the phone in his hand, rarely speaking.

Walk over and sit silently beside Zhong Wan.

When the heat came from nearby, Zhong Wan raised his head and glanced at him: "There are so many places to sit around, why do you insist on crowding me?"

Fang Yuanjia was thinking whether to show Zhong Wan the video taken yesterday, when she suddenly heard her annoyed words, she immediately put down her phone and replied, "What's wrong with sitting here? I can sit wherever I want."

Zhong Wan didn't want to talk to him, so she moved to the side.

There is a large distance between the two.

Hey!
Fang Yuanjia got excited, and sat down on his buttocks, and the distance between the two narrowed again.

Zhong Wan rolled his eyes, stood up and sat on the other side: "Don't beat me."

Fang Yuanjia was hot all over like a stove, and sat next to her.

Is your brain blistered by the heat? Can't you see that she dislikes him?

As soon as she sat down, Fang Yuanjia trotted over with her clothes and sat down next to her: "Today, I will sit wherever you sit!"

He also wanted to show blind Zhong Wan the video of his boyfriend cheating on him, but she turned him down so much.

Treat him like a donkey with good intentions, what's wrong with him sitting next to her today!
When He Yu opened the door and came in, he happened to see Fang Yuanjia chasing Zhong Wan and sitting next to her.

The temperature of the whole person suddenly dropped by five degrees.

Fang Yuanjia also raised his hand to greet him with a bright smile on his face.

With a cold expression on his face, He Yu walked to Zhong Wan's side and sat down next to her.

Without saying a word, put on a pair of headphones and watch a movie.

Zhong Wan was caught in the middle, one side was hot and the other side was cold.

Zhong Wan expressed that he was tired.

But he still moved slightly towards He Yu, because He Yu was cool after all.

He Yu focused on watching the movie on the phone, the corners of his mouth raised when no one noticed, and then quickly pressed down.

Half an hour later, the three went out to shoot.

Zhang Ping sat in front of the monitor, wearing monitor headphones, looking at the monitor.

"Get ready, let's start."

The rocker moves forward slowly, and the camera advances, giving a sense of breathing.

It wasn't until Zhongjing pushed Fang Yuanjia's upper body that he stopped moving.

Fang Yuanjia lay sideways on the throne.

He was wearing a black robe, with long hair spread out, and cloud patterns embroidered on the skirt, giving him a luxurious atmosphere.

Beside it, there was the sound of whipping and the sound of forbearance.

There was a red mark between Fang Yuanjia's eyebrows, his eyeliner was stretched, his half-closed eyes swayed slightly, as if he was listening to some pleasant music, with a drunken look on his face.

The whipping stopped.

(End of this chapter)